Weng Tingjun slept soundly this night, probably because Ji-yeon was next to him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The biological clock for a month made him get up before six o'clock, looking at Ji-yeon who was still chirping in his sleep next to him, the smile on Weng Tingjun's face seemed to be able to melt the flying snow outside the window.

Ji-yeon can sleep so soundly, doesn't it mean that he is very secure?

Carefully pulled his arm out of Park Ji-yeon's chest, this pull inevitably touched the softness and firmness of Ji-yeon's chest, and Weng Tingjun felt a little uneasy in his heart, and finally reason still overcame the impulse, got up to wash, and lay on the bed with a notebook.

Jiang Shao and Park Min Young handed over to Uncle Zhao, Weng Tingjun was still very relieved, Uncle Zhao before retiring from the army had a set of interrogations, but he was just a gentleman, and it should be easy to ask what he wanted. So Weng Tingjun's attention is not on the issue of losing his mobile phone for the time being, but on the incident of Hyo-min and her mysterious boyfriend kissing in the hotel reported in the news yesterday.

Weng Tingjun would not believe the hateful face of this group of reporters, let alone Xiaomin would do such a thing.

While waiting for the phone to turn on, Weng Tingjun took out his mobile phone and dialed Xiaomin's phone, without exception, Xiaomin's mobile phone was still in the state of shutdown.

His brow furrowed slightly, what the hell was Hyomin running away from?

sent a few text messages to ask Hyomin to contact him as soon as he turned on the phone. In fact, in the end, it is Weng Tingjun's problem, and in the final analysis, the problem is that there is too little concern for Park Hyo-min.

After the laptop was turned on, Weng Tingjun logged on to his Twitter account.

Do you still remember the picture when you used to talk to Hyacinth, a big man with feet, until the middle of the night?

Weng Tingjun still remembers.

Hyacinth is Park Hyo-min, the place where her other true self is expressed.

The surprise is inexplicable.

Hyacinth is actually online.

"Hyomin, go home, no matter what problems you encounter, I will face them with you." Weng Tingjun didn't know what Park Hyo-min was running away from, and he wouldn't easily listen to other people's slander and doubt Hyo-min.

The other party shows that they are typing...

Weng Tingjun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Hyo-min is also in front of the computer now.

"Tingjun is sorry, that photo is real, I betrayed you."

Rumble.

Hyomin's words were like a bolt from the blue, and Weng Tingjun was like being struck by lightning.

Is the photo real?

Did Hyo-min really betray him?

"Why?" Weng Tingjun's chest was full of anger, he could understand Hyomin's behavior, how could he say that it was indeed his own problem, he really didn't care enough about Hyomin, but he couldn't forgive Hyomin, why betray? ! Why?! Why, exactly?

"Don't push me, it's me who is bad. I'm sorry! ”

After saying this, Hyacinth's avatar dimmed, and no matter what Weng Tingjun said, the other party never replied.

Weng Tingjun was stiff and pale.

He still can't accept this fact, how can this be? What's going on? Who is the other party?

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In the presidential suite of the hotel where Hyo-min was captured, no one thought that Hyo-min had an accident until now, and she has been staying in this hotel.

"Hyo-min, you shouldn't be like this, you should tell the truth of the facts." The "mysterious boyfriend" who appeared in the photo didn't look very tall, three heads shorter than Hyomin, and he couldn't tell what he looked like when he was wearing a mask and a windbreaker, but his characteristic was particularly obvious, that is, his chest muscles were very strong.

"What other topic can be more concerned than the news of popular idols falling in love?"

"You're ----." "Mysterious boyfriend" sighs.

Is it worth asking? has already been put into action, and the mysterious boyfriend has not done anything more.

"I'll take a shower first, and you can ask the front desk to deliver something to eat." Park Hyo-min did not shy away from taking off his clothes and entered the bathroom wearing only a three-point style.

The mysterious boyfriend was accustomed to it, as if he was used to it, so he easily picked up the landline on the bedside table and contacted the front desk to send two breakfasts.

Looking at the hazy shadow of the flickering glass door of the bathroom, the mysterious boyfriend was so hot that he exhaled a breath of turbidity, and also took off his windbreaker and mask and entered the bathroom.

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"Did you find out?"

Weng Tingjun sent his Twitter account to Wu Tian and asked Wu Tian to check the IP address of Hyacinth. This kind of simple search for IP address, for Wu Tian, is just an entry-level operation, and Xiaomin's IP address has been found in less than five minutes.

"President, I've found out. Address: 333 Presidential Suite, Shilla Hotel. ”

The Shilla Hotel No. 333?

Where did it happen?

They almost dug the whole of Seoul into the ground but never found Park Hyo-min, it turned out that Park Hyo-min had been staying in the hotel?

"Don't share this news with anyone just yet."

"I understand."

After getting the address, Weng Tingjun woke up Ji-yeon, didn't inform anyone, and drove to the Shilla Hotel alone, but when he arrived at the hotel parking lot, his anger suddenly cooled down.

In what capacity did he come to Hotel Shilla?

Confronting Hyo-min?

Revenge on that mysterious boyfriend?

Vent your anger?

And even if they did, what would be the result?

"It's all here, and I always need an explanation."

Lose, but also lose, Weng Tingjun took a few deep breaths, but the big stone blocked in his heart made him almost suffocated, and he got out of the car and got on the elevator with heavy steps.

The Shilla Hotel is a three-star property, and those reporters and anti can't penetrate here at all, no wonder Hyomin hides here with her boyfriend.... Weng Tingjun came to the president's room 333 without any danger, and just happened to see the front desk lady who came with a dining cart.

"Is it breakfast at 333?"

"Yes, sir, you are ---"

Weng Tingjun dialed Lee Jae-yong's phone without a word, he and Lee Jae-yong have a good relationship, and the two once cooperated to deal with Lee Jae-hyun, and the friendship is not deep, but Weng Tingjun can still get the right to enter and exit a hotel.

The front desk lady heard the order of her top boss and retreated in fear.

Changed into the front desk uniform, Weng Tingjun put on a mask, some customers in the presidential suite are difficult to serve, for example, the one with a cleanliness habit will invite the kitchen staff, including the food delivery staff, to wear masks to ensure that the food is clean, and it just so happens that the person at No. 333 has this quirk.

Ding dong.

Ding dong.

Weng Tingjun rang the doorbell, he wanted to know what Xiaomin's purpose was in doing this, whether she was willing or forced, if she was willing and happy, Weng Tingjun would quit with interest, if she was forced.... He's going to tear this mysterious boyfriend to pieces.

The doorbell rang for a long time, but there was no movement, and Weng Tingjun's patience was almost gone.

"Put the food truck at the door, you go down first, and I will contact you to come up and clean it up when the time comes."

Seeing that the entry was fruitless, Weng Tingjun's eyes turned in a hurry, "I'm sorry for the trouble, there was something wrong with the dining car just now----"

It's just that I have some doubts in my heart, why is this voice so familiar?

"Who are you? Why haven't I seen you? "It is not uncommon for many reporters to spend a lot of money to pretend to be service personnel to steal many photos, and the mysterious boyfriend is a little vigilant.

Seeing that his routine was recognized, Weng Tingjun became angry and angry, and lost his mind in an instant, took a few steps back, drank in a deep voice, strode forward, jumped hard, and kicked the door of the hotel with all his strength.

I don't know if it was the angry Weng Tingjun's combat effectiveness, or the presidential suite of the Shilla Hotel for some years. The door was kicked open by Weng Tingjun!

Rumble.

Bang dang.

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Has anyone guessed who this mysterious boyfriend with three heads and strong chest muscles is?

Guess comes with my photo album 4GB. (To be continued.) )